I came across an old photograph of Little Thorpe Hospital near Easington, County Durham. By the time I knew it, it was a maternity hospital. Before the wards were repurposed for expectant mothers, it was an infectious diseases hospital. Locally, it was known simply as Fever Hospital. I used to attend a writing group in … Continue reading Fever Hospital…
I went back to Horden while planning Emergence. It’s John Gimmerick’s hometown. It’s also mine. I wanted the places in the book to feel seen rather than remembered. My parents still live there, but there were corners I hadn’t visited in years. The beach. The dene. The cundy. I knew that returning to them physically … Continue reading Returning to Horden…
If you’ve just arrived, take a moment. Shake the cold from your coat. Let your eyes adjust to the half-light. This is a quiet place, a place for stories with teeth, folklore with long memories, and the kinds of hauntings that linger at the edge of ordinary life. Here, I write about winter ghosts, old … Continue reading Welcome to the Threshold…
